The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

recoiled, my

was the twisted flicker of

how it craved for any

legs felt weak, my breath ragged and

peak yet but the heat was too much and my mind

jeered, their taunts mingling with the roaring

her,” one of them

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

stepped forward and ran his index finger on

finger inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I could stop

ran my tongue up and down

with false sympathy as he turned to

do anything to make this

Lyla? Do you want me

couldn’t take it anymore, I pushed through them before he could finish speaking,

feel eyes on me, could hear mocking

get away, to find somewhere – anywhere – I

with a solid wall of

my lips but the words died in

was the

locked onto mine with a mix of

more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an indication

fell over the room

feel their stares and a sickening dread pooled in my

signet on the third finger of his left hand and

was a Lycan leader, but not

was the Lycan Leader of the White Moon Throne – the highest rank

heart pounded as I realized the gravity of

man in my world, with the scent

a reprimand or

knew the punishment for uncontrolled heat cycles

is seen as a disgrace, a shame that could bring down the wrath of

a deep amber that seemed

condemnation, his

up from

He asked, his voice sending shivers

his hand warm against my arm and my breath hitched again as I struggled to

but my body

wave of heat crashed over me, stronger than before and my knees

vision blurring as

me, his grip was

now and I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of his scent – earthy, wild and

gaze fixed on me with an intensity

Time seemed to slow.

the background as I and

darkened, a flash of something